Whenever you come this way
Maybe we can get together
We can get together
You know I wouldn’t get you down
I just like talking to you
‘Cause that’s the kind of rockin’ I need
Takes a pinch and a bite and squeeze
Down on my knees
Well come on girl take a chance with me
A good ol’ romance dance for me
You make me feel like dancing
I’m gonna dance the night away
You make feel like dancing
I feel like dancing
Dancing, dance the night away
I feel like dancing, dancing, aaaah
Leo Sayer
If the sky above you
Grows dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind begins to blow
Keep your head together
And call my name out loud
Soon you’ll hear me knockin’ at your door
Carole King
She had some pile-drivin’ kisses
They really knocked me out
They knocked me oh-oh-over
She had a hug like a vice
She squeezes once or twice and I moan
So when I took my baby home
She said don’t you leave me alone
She kissed me on the cheek and I moan
The Kinks
Well, the kids don’t eat
And the dog can’t sleep
There’s no escape from the music
In the whole damn street
'Cause she’s playing all night
And the music’s alright
Mama’s got a squeeze box
Daddy never sleeps at night
(the Who)
Mama put my guns in the ground
I can’t shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin’ down
Feels like I’m knockin’ on Heaven’s door
You hear it knocking on your door
You pound another heart you can’t ignore
But soon it isn’t there no more
Don’t let me in
I say no no no no, oh no
Don’t let me in
Steely Dan
I see your money on the floor, I felt the pocket change
Though all the feelings that broke through that door
Just didn’t seem to be too real
We echoed up the garbage sound, but they were busy in the rows
We fell up not to see the sun, gardening at night just didn’t grow
Well, this is not for real
Afraid to feel
I just hit the floor
Don’t ask for more
I’m wasting my time
I’m wasting my time
Default
Ticking away
The moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours
In an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground
In your hometown
Waiting for someone
Or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long
And there is time to kill today
And then one day you find
Ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run
You missed the starting gun
(Pink Floyd)
This is not really
This, this is not really happening
You bet your life it is
You bet your life it is
Honey, you bet your life
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone
But that’s not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Have a little too much of something terrible
I’ma let you cool down while I walk out
You ain’t messing me up like the times before
I don’t need a ticket to your shit show
Knock yourself out and hit a new low
I’ma take the high road
You maybe got lucky for a few good years
There’s no way back from there to here
He’s a one-way rider on the shriek express
And his new best friend is at the throttle more or less
You know he’s movin’ on metal, yes he’s
Hanging tight with the Jack of Speed
He can’t hear you, honey—that’s alright
Pack some things and head up into the light
Don’t stop—he’ll be callin’ out your name
But don’t stop when you hear him plead
Steely Dan
People get ready
There’s a train a-coming
You don’t need no baggage
You just get on board
All you need is faith
To hear the diesels humming
Don’t need no ticket
You just thank the Lord
I have finally found a way to live just like I never could before
I know that I don’t have much to give, but I can open any door
Everybody knows the secret, everybody knows the score
I have finally found a way to live
in the colour of the Lord
Blind Faith
Oh Lord
Are there really people starving still?
Look out beyond the walls of Babylon
How long will their needs go unfilled
I want to say right now I’m going to be around
I’m going to be around
When the walls and towers are crumbling
When the towers are tumbling down
And I will tune my spirit to the gentle sound
I want to hear the sound
Of the waters lapping on a higher ground
Of the children laughing
Say yeah
Oh, my name, it ain’t nothin’, my age, it means less
The country I come from is called the Midwest
I’s taught and brought up there, the laws to abide
And that the land that I live in has God on its side
Bob Dylan
My love, he breathed the air of kings
Yet fell beneath his luck
And in his heart a yearning yet
Before his time, time shook
All the gifts that God had gave
And those by fate denied
Gone to where all treasures laid
And where the raven flies
On my way to heaven
Pothole in the sky
Spell your destination
He summoned me to try
Falling for the devil
This boy and his lies
Devilment a level
I know too well to be shy
There’s angels in the engine
A factory of light
The wings are made of many wings
To hold us in the sky
Lisa O Neill
You used to dream yourself away each night
To places that you’d never been
On wings made of wishes
That you whispered to yourself
Back when every night the moon and you
Would sweep away to places
That you knew
Where you would never get the blues